... -; And here I stand,
Utterless, emotionless,
Simply struck
At the thought of being
P o e m l e s s
Well, I mean, homeless
As we all know
A poem is a home
For the mind and soul
Take that lesson and rewind it
Time it
Rhyme it
Place it on that paper that's
L I NE ' D
yes,
I did that.
As a poet,
I exempt that.
Re-vamping your language to meet
MY DESIRES
is where I make impact.
"Random visions of my imagination do not always constitute clarity."